from the street An out of work court jester with nowhere to go And no need to speak, for she seemed to know She sings the songs without words Songs that
This song was first released on the Aerie Album. It is the only album it has been released on. Oh I love the changing seasons Green and growing all around
since you came I've been changed in so many ways You've turned my heart around nothing can bring me down I'm feeling free and my life's a song There
chansons I'd like to return back in time a little bit I'd like to return towards past And to offer you tonight a few songs Mais c'est un cadeau
really want to eat? Do you need all these things that you see on the screen? I drive my car when i go home It's hidden somewhere in the words of a song
This night, this night just like the rest These same thoughts running through my head The same reckless phrase with a different face They say, they say
What a single word can do To bring out all the flowers in you Needing hope and joy today Holding on but you embrace Swirling in two and by due What a
Stained, glaucous, glycerine, gold,goat, clover gold, local stocks, type, food, wild, national, lake, flag, valve, gyroscope, sect heat, helium, lead,
eyes, he's a loser! take ya home, we fool around, rub all your body, then i'll let you down! me want you, you want me, like your favorite song, put
[Talking:] This song right here This ain't no down south, up north, east coast, west coast song This ain't just for the hood Well it is for the hood Come
Ran out of ammo no doubt my gatt is dry like a fuckin' drought Got to make my way home Hit the gate and get my chrome goddamn this song They got me
spender The realest nigga you know, smellin like doe doe and Pruno Sick with the flow, swangin low-lows and Harleys Gather the guests at my mansions and throw my parole
can save ya From the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis The one and only witta chrome pistole For those who don't know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
tu Canzoni stonate parole sempre un po'sbagliate Ricordi quante serate passate cosA¬ Se chiudi gli occhi forse tu ci senti anche da lA¬ Canzoni d'amore
I was out pourin' my nigga go head' and knock yah time out I know it's borin' my nigga consider this a letter in the form of a song my nigga everything
with age Two young boys who was ready to mash Put P A on the map and maybe make a little cash Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few songs Everybody
4 million dolla disco ball, Shit though ma wrist cut. Bang glass on the crystal floor at club Shiznit, Lil Romee-Rome just came home, Violated parole
of the nights they thrown in his face it's real ugly Yo we up in Jonesy's posin', all these niggas know me From fuckin' wit, under these niggas heavy parolees